Over my head
between the snowflakes.
Landing on barren tress
To accent the slate sky.
The whiteness continuing until it
Blends into the heavens.
A picturesque graveyard.
No flowers lie on this newfallen snow.
I'm so gifted, and smart, and spirited…
I'll be a star, a lawyer, a wife, a mother,
But before then…
I'll just lie here for a few minutes,
to catch my breath.
Yeah, just give me a few slow last breaths.
Just escape from your mind.
Just rest for a few minutes.
Crows will sing your last lullaby,
Pillowy snow will sooth your
Just a few minutes rest…